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Saturday, 21 April 2012

If I Were, I'd Be ...

I saw this on Random Ramblings of a Stay at Home Mum and I love it. I always really loved those chain emails, you know the daggy ones with questions like Storm: Scary or Cool and Favourite Smell, and lets be honest we wll think our answers are just a little bit more quirky and fascinating than the next person, so here I go ...

If I were a month, I'd be September

If I were a day of the week, I'd be Friday night, all ready to party until I remember that I've got lots of kids now!

If I were a time of day, I'd be a smoky sunset - I love the melancoly feeling it gives me.

If I were a planet, I'd be Pluto and not really a planet at all.

If I were an animal, I'd be a dolphin - only half of their brain sleeps at a time and that's a lot what motherhood feels like at the moment : )

If I were a direction, I'd be forward.

If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be a kitchen bench, completely covered with junk.

If I were a liquid, I'd be vodka.

If I were a gemsotone, I'd be a saphire.

If I were a tree, I'd be a jacaranda with lots of kids running around under me.

If I were a tool, I'd be a cordless drill.

If I were a flower, I'd be a freesia.

If I were a kind of weather, I'd be a storm at sea.

If I were a musical instrument, I'd be a oboe.

If I were a color, I'd be red.

If I were an emotion, I'd be that fleeting sense of melancoly.

If I were a fruit, I'd be watermelon.

If I were a sound, I'd be the ocean crashing on rocks.

If I were an element, I'd be mercury.

If I were a car, I'd be an i30.

If I were a food, I'd be fairy floss.

If I were a place, I'd be the beach, one with big cliffs.

If I were a material, I'd be unironed linen.

If I were a taste, I'd be salad dressing.

If I were a scent, I'd be a smokey wind.

If I were a body part, I'd be hands.

If I were a facial expression, I'd be a really fake smile.

If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be stillettos, worn for five minutes and then rejected in favour of barefeet.

About Me

I'm Vic. A writer, kid's book junkie, music theatre performer, wife and Mum, but definitely not in that order! I have Wild Man (3), Princess (1.5) and two teenage stepsons.
I absolutely feel like 'Mummy' ate 'me' - where oh where has the old me, the pre-marriage me, the fun and flirty, not tired and grumpy me gone?